Since yesterday, I’ve had three drafts swirling around, yet I can’t seem to settle on any of them. I’m not sure if it’s one of those days when words elude me, or if I simply feel that what I have to say isn’t important… and that, undoubtedly, is a flawed thought.
How many times have you felt that way—that what you have to say doesn’t matter? But then again, this is my blog, and in my blog, everything is important (😃 a better thought arrived this Sunday, with the first light of day).
My blog is woven from anecdotes, thoughts, emotions, verses, reflections—snapshots of fleeting moments that will never be quite the same again. Yet, thanks to this Blockchain, we can preserve them in a way that is both delightful and vibrant—not only through the colours of the photographs I choose to share but also through the hues of my words.
My friend, the hummingbird—whose visits are always joyful and unexpected—allowed me to capture him yesterday, perched upon the fence.
I had placed my chair in a safe spot in the garden, ready to calmly wait for the butterflies to arrive. Camera set, mind clear… they are so beautiful and fleeting. I prepare myself and relax there in my chair.
On my smartwatch, I’ve set a five-minute timer for inhaling and exhaling… I use it several times while I wait. 😄 And, as I said, I’m in a safe spot—let me explain: it’s because of the mangoes. I have to be careful not to get one dropped on my head—or wear a helmet. 🤣 Quite the spectacle, isn’t it?
As for the mangoes… many are meeting the same fate as the ones here. I’m not sure if it’s the squirrels, the birds, the chameleons, or even the bats, but they fall from the tree just like that. There’s nothing to be done—they’re returned to the soil, to the place where I prepare compost.
Ahhh… speaking of chameleons…
Having this garden is also a wonderful vantage point for capturing countless photos—a truly therapeutic experience for me.
Yesterday, I gathered a few passion fruits that had ripened and fallen onto this roof. I managed to reach them with a broomstick. But this one… this one I couldn’t get.
And if you look closely, there are others there, ready to be picked. How will I reach them?
I plan to climb onto this chair, brace myself against the roof with my hands, and push myself up. I don’t have a ladder, and neither do my neighbours on either side. Looks like I’ll have to make one… oh yes, DIY! Another post. 🤣
It shouldn’t be too tricky to climb using the chair, right? 🤔 Though, will I have the strength after more than ten days without exercising?
We shall see.
The soursops reveal their various stages. Some are already growing, and I hope they don’t turn black. I’m not sure what happens to my soursop trees sometimes, but their fruits seem to carbonise.
It’s very strange… as if some wicked being were draining the life from them, slowly sipping away their vital juices.
If I don’t want the bananas to meet the same fate as the mangoes, I think it’s time to cut them down.
Today, I’ll have to bring down a banana plant—machete in hand. 😅 Yes, it’s quite a wild task… and I always end up drenched in sweat, just like when I have to do what you see below.
It's time for the lawn again, actually. To be honest, the hours in the day never seem enough for me.
And my garden? Well, it’s hardly groomed—it’s more like a forest. 🤣
The coconut tree never lacks fruit.
There are flowers that are ephemeral.
And others that are ever-present. 😅
These papaya plants look healthy. Though sometimes, I forget to water them.
I think these are passion fruits… sometimes I don’t even know what sprouts. I scatter seeds here and there without much thought. Honestly, I could never have a neatly organised garden like some people around here. 😂
I think it’s time to go—this has been enough for today. The part of the garden where I grow butterfly flowers needs some tidying up. There are the paper flowers, and that bougainvillaea that keeps resisting my urge to cut it back. It has so many thorns… and it always grows so fast—it’s the lioness of my patio.
I also want to give my bike a quick clean. Once I publish this post, I’ll see how much I can accomplish from all the plans I have.
Later in the afternoon, I’d love to go for a short bike ride.
I miss this.
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